User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/Redwall Wars: A Deadly Turn/@comment-26255114-20150329041648/@comment-26141072-20150331065659

After about half an hour of her usual 'night time kill plans', where she spent a glorious time coming up with more and more outrageous ways to kill an enemy, Rosebrush nearly dropped off to sleep. However, it was just as her eyes completely closed, that it hit her. She hadn't seemed to grasp exactly why she had asked Cawn about who they had attacked, merely attributing it to her usual thirst to know everything. But now she knew. Somehow she had recognized that otter. . .  but she couldn't quite place where or how! Rosebrush's eyes snapped open again and she snarled to herself softly. She fumbled with past memories, before sighing. She couldn't place her paw on it, and she decided not to let it bother her. The fox drifted off to sleep with half-forgotten memories of otters swirling in her mind. ..